Page 44 of The Rescue

The drinks have been flowing since we got here around lunchtime, and I can say I haven’t been this buzzed in a long time. I don’t drink much, but these bloody Scots can sink some drinks and I’ve been trying to play catch up with them. Everyone seems to be on the same level though, so I don’t seem as self-conscious.

“Aye, I might do the same,” Rabbie jumps up from the floor.

“Okay, we’ll get the stuff ready for s’mores and come and join you guys in a little bit,” Dylan agrees a little too eagerly.

She wiggles her eyebrows at me, and it confuses the hell out of me. It was only recently that she was warning me not to get involved with him and now she’s egging me on. Rabbie is practically running to the back door. Dylan, Cam, Hamish and Fiona are all standing behind the kitchen island, hiding their smirks behind their hands. I don’t know if they’ve ever seen Rabbie act like this. I can see they’re all getting a kick out of it.,

“What about our bathing suits?” I ask, feeling shy all of a sudden.

“I’ve got undies on, and I’m guessing you do too,” his eyes roam my body.

I raise an eyebrow at him, and his face begins to flush.

“I’m not a creep, I wouldn’t picture you in your underwear. I mean, don’t get me wrong, you’re a beautiful woman.” He continues to ramble “But I don’t want to be seen as your weirdo boss that pictures you in your underwear. If you feel uncomfortable, you can change. Whatever you feel best in, Iwon’t perv on you.” He runs a hand through his gorgeous hair. He looks as nervous as I feel.

I can hear the four snickering in the kitchen. I’m glad they find it so funny because I’m a nervous wreck. I mean underwear isn’t so different to a bikini. Although I’m wearing a black lace bra and a matching thong, so yes it’s definitely different to a bikini.

I grab another bottle of red wine and two glasses. I walk over to Rabbie and grab his hand leading him to the backdoor. I scowl at the guys as we walk past them, all of them whispering to each other. I need to get it together because even holding his large hand is driving me crazy.

We head outside and the cold autumn air hits me like a tonne of bricks. The cold air makes my skin prickle with goosebumps and I’m suddenly aware that I’m about to get into a hot tub with a man that I’ve been crushing on for weeks.

Rabbie tilts his head to the darkening sky, closes his eyes and takes a long deep breath.

“If I could bottle the Scottish Autumn air, I would,” he sighs.

He’s still got his eyes closed and I sneak a look at him side on. He has beautiful soft features, and a long neck. His adam’s apple bobs and it desperately makes me want to run my lips and teeth down his neck. Getting in this hot tub is a bad idea, I’m wound tight like a rubber band that’s going to snap any second.

He finally opens his eyes and looks at me, he catches me watching him and I feel the heat slowly creeping up my face.

“Come on, I’m freezing, let’s get in the hot tub.” He walks over to the hot tub on the deck and lifts off the cover.

Am I really doing this? Getting into a hot tub with the hottest guy I’ve ever laid eyes on. This is a recipe for disaster.I’m fucking doomed.

Rabbie turns on the bubbles, and he looks over at me with a mischievous smile on his face, and my stomach drops. I can’t beimagining things, he has to be into me otherwise why would he be looking at me like that? Or has he had too much to drink, and the alcohol is clouding his judgement? I need to get out of my head.

He grabs the back of his t-shirt and pulls it over his head, and I get a full frontal view of how fucking perfect his body is. I mean I’ve seen it once before, but I didn’t get a good look at him like I can now. For someone who bakes a lot of sugary pastries he’s in great shape. His long, broad torso is perfectly smooth apart from a trail of dark hair starting from his belly button and disappearing down below his belt. I badly want to find out where it leads. He unbuckles his belt, and slowly unzips his jeans, he kicks them off along with his shoes and socks all without taking his eyes off me.

We’re still making direct eye contact but I finally waiver and let my eyes fall down, landing on the bulge in his tight black boxers. It leaves little to the imagination that he’s hung even standing out in close to sub-zero weather. My body is burning even standing outside in the freezing night air. I take him in, in all his tall and handsome glory and savour the sight of him. He bites down on his bottom lip again to contain a smirk that is quickly forming on his face. I’ve just been caught red handed checking him out.Shit.

He steps into the hot tub and sinks down into the water, a satisfied moan escapes his lips. He pours two glasses of red wine and places them on the side of the hot tub. All the while I’m frozen in place, like a deer in headlights.

“Are you coming in?” He holds out a glass of red wine to me.

I take it from his hand, and take a large gulp for dutch courage and place it back down next to his. Why am I nervous? When I first arrived here I would be ripping my clothes off to get in a hot tub with him, but that was before I got to know him.

My fingers shakily find the hem of my t-shirt and I quickly pull it over my head like ripping a band aid off. I don’t look at Rabbie whilst I fumble with the button and zip on my denim shorts. God damn it, how did he make it look so sexy and effortless, I’m a quivering mess. I step out of my denim shorts, and kick off the slippers I was wearing in the house.

I finally find the balls to look at him, I feel so exposed and naked standing here in front of him in the freezing cold. Rabbie’s jade green eyes are burning into me and he licks his lips like he wants to devour me. I should have gotten changed into a bikini. The black lace bra and thong I’m wearing is so sheer you can see my nipples. This has clearly gone past any professional boundaries.

“Fuck,mo beag.” he groans.

I’m in deep shit.

His eyes search up and down my body like he’s memorising every inch of me. He gives me one of his signature warm smiles and holds out his hand for me to come in. I step over the side as I hold on to his large, firm hand. I sink down on the seat across from him and let the warm bubbles massage into my body. I close my eyes, and let go of all the tension I was currently feeling.

I finally open my eyes and can’t help but laugh.

“What’s so funny?” He cocks his head to the side looking confused.

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